Tag: fear
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Day 25
I claim I know who I am and how, what to write down, but nighttime, wet snow falling presses me on that point
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Day 20
is it a god or a black cat that crosses my path in these woods? am I cursed, sainted, lost, or simply trespassing?
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Day 17
I specialize in making other people’s dreams come true because tending to my own stings, asks too much of heaven
Poems from in between 